I had told everyone to send the girls up to wake me up when they get up because the house is locked and I won't know that everyone is awake unless someone comes up to get me. We typically get up around 6 or 6:30am and enjoy the whole day, which is part of the reason we're in bed at 7:30pm (the other part is 3 parts tequila in every sour!)
For anyone who wants the recipe again - this is how you make a pitcher.
1c fresh squeezed lime juice
1 c orange juice
2 c simple syrup (I make this with 1 part sugar to 2 parts water so usually make 1c of sugar with 2 c of water)
3 c (a bottle) of tequila
Dad had already made a pot of coffee so we sat out on the patio enjoying the view while drinking our morning coffee and chatting.
The plan today is to go into Tamarindo and have lunch at The Ocean, a great restaurant on the beach, do a little shopping and then do our major grocery shop there because its a big grocery store as opposed to a local market and we can get everything that we need, including meat (chicken and ground beef) for dinners. Dad decided to stay at the house today and chill and read his book as we made a list of what we need today at the AutoMercado. Maria said that we'll need a pitcher because she looked through the pantry and couldn't find one. Jim said 'we do? Are we playing baseball?" haha - then Sophie said "Oh, you're funny Jim" in a very sarcastic way which made us all crack up - so much so anytime Jim said anything all day that's what we heard. So then we had to have the conversation in the car again about how a joke is only funny the first, maybe the second time you say it and after that its overdone! Then, at lunch, Jim said something and Maria said "Oh, you're funny Jim"...now I know where Sophie got it from, the tone and everything. LOL.
Anyway, first thing first, Maria and I did our first of our planned daily workouts in the courtyard. Post workout sweat!
Anyway, first thing first, Maria and I did our first of our planned daily workouts in the courtyard. Post workout sweat!
And then went for a swim to cool off.
We got to Tamarindo and parked the car and were approached by the official unofficial parking patrolman who is just a local in an orange reflective vest who reminds you to lock your car and says he will watch it for a tip. So I gave him the thumbs up and said Thank You and off we went.
We did some shopping in the stores along the strip, Paige bought a little gift for her teacher in one of the stores and then wanted a new hat which I had to tell her no because it was a black background with about 40 white stitched marijuana leaves on it. "Its drugs?" she said "Why is it on a hat?" lol.
Jim asked at lunch if I would be writing the blog and then said that I have to include the Pathological Liar conversation from dinner last night (this is why I make notes, so I don't forget this stuff but I didn't take my phone to dinner). So at some point during dinner last night we were talking about hypochondriac and narcoleptic and necropheliac which are words that people mix up, which can be funny and awkward. And I'm not sure why but it segweyed into me saying that Sophie is a pathological liar, which of course she denied, then after asking what it means she again said she's not and I said you are, the description is in the dictionary, look it up and she said "I did look it up" I said "You did not. You're lying right now!" Everyone laughed.
Lunch was amazing, we sit on the sand and the girls can go down to the beach and play in the sand while we wait for food. Sophie ordered pizza that was amazing, the pizza is really good here, Paige had pasta, and Mom, Maria and I had the coconut pineapple shrimp which was excellent and Jim had a burger and fries which he says is great too. We want to come back and Mom thinks Dad would really like it as well.
There are always people coming by to try and sell thing; sunglasses, bowls, whistles, etc but this one kid came and made the girls some little things out of palm fronds so we gave him $10 after he made the flower and heart for them and he also left us the sample grasshopper.
Just up the road is the grocery store so we park and head in. There is a guy dressed up as an Elf for Christmas and they have free sno-cones out front so the girls can have one on the way out. We have a big list for groceries because this is the best store and its about 25 minutes away, so we end up with 4 small carts full and $450USD later with a full trunk we take off. I did get fantastic news while in the grocery store - Julia texted me and said the girls hockey team only lost 2-0 today!!! Wow, they are doing so amazing. You have to know where they've come from at the beginning of the season to know how amazing that is. Our first game was 25-0 and then the next 5 were somewhere around 15-0 and slowly slowly we've been decreasing the gap but 2-0 is the best yet. The girls are all so lovely and positive and so are the coaches and all the other parents. If our team gets it past the other teams blue line we all go crazy shouting and hooting - the other team must think we're absolutely crazy. And we are - but what a great experience this year has been and the girls are improving dramatically game after game - and with only 11 players, including a goalie, they're getting a tonne of ice time.
On the way home we made a quick stop at the Super Massai, the local grocery store, to buy the girls body boards for the waves at the beach tomorrow because they were sold out in Tamarindo.
We got back to the house around 2pm, put away the groceries, made our first 2 pitchers of tequila sours and got in the pool! As we were making it and trying to decide what to put them in because I had only bought one pitcher at the grocery store because it was $8USD and was a little 2litre jobbie, Mom said 'there are a couple of pitchers in the pantry'. Oh my God Maria, seriously? She said there was no safe in their room and its in their room, said she looked everywhere for toilet paper and there was none and Dad found it while we were out and said there were no pitchers and there are 3 of various sizes in the pantry, lol. Don't trust Maria's eyes, she's clearly not relaxed yet.
Floating in the pool is so nice, we enjoyed a drink in the floaty and Mom was heading into the house and asked if I wanted another sour, so I said "yes please, and could you top up the ice?" She looked at me like 'excuse me?' "You want me to chop up your ice?" lol, yes please, small uniform pieces. haha "T-O-P up" "Oh, ok".
After tequila number 2 and putting in some of our food and drink into MyFitnessPal Maria and I decided to do a quick walk down to the bottom of the road and back up - its up, like 40% incline for a little less than a km, hey every little bit helps. So I went upstairs and put on my gross workout clothes from this morning which were bunched up in the laundry hamper and have now learned that even if I don't plan on wearing them again during the day I should air them out on the balcony just in case because there was no point in wasting new workout clothes just for the walk. When I got back and changed into my bathing suit Sophie was standing at the edge of the pool with her back to me at the bottom of my stairs. So I lifted her under the armpits and threw her in the pool - such a good Mom. Ha!
I commented that I like Maria's bathing suit in the pool and she had just got it at Aqua, which is where I got my little dress coverup thing too. Mom had asked about some of the swimsuits because they come in bigger cup sizes and Maria said "This is only a C" I said "You're not a C" "Yes, I am" "I call bullshit". A few minutes later she came out of the outdoor bathroom and said "I checked and its a C" lol. "Erroneous! There is no way". She said I'm normally a C, I might be a D right now. And Jim said "You can't be both, just pick one" haha I said "Love the one you're with, you're a D"
The girls were trying to get Jim into the pool a little later but he ended up picking them up one by one and throwing them in only to have Dad come up behind him and give him a little shove into the water!
The girls had been playing in the pool on the body boards, standing on the side and jumping onto them on their knees - and the board has a rubberized top so that your body doesn't slip so they both ended up with a bit of a rash, even though Sophie was in a full shirt. Anyway, I told her to go up to my room and grab the lotion out of my toiletries bag, that it says Olay so she came down with it and put it all on her rash and started to cry that it stings, so I looked at it and it was body wash - oops! So then she had to go have a shower to get the burning body wash off her delicate skin.
One awesome thing about this house is that we have it open all the time, the big doors to the pool fold all the way open and we open the front door for extra air flow - its got giant fans inside to keep the house cool and so we've just turned the AC off during the day and put it on just in the bedrooms for sleeping. The other amazing thing is that there are no noseeums that we experienced in Potrero last year. Last year at dusk little bugs would arrive and we would all go inside to eat for dinner. Here we had the doors open through dinner and until we went to bed.
Maria made dinner tonight, chicken on the bbq with some potatoes and a salad and we had a great mix of music on GooglePlay - both Maria and I had brought our speakers.
After dinner cleanup I decided to fill up all the water bottles with the big jug of water so Maria held the small bottles over the sink while I poured, but she got distracted talking to Jim and was moving her arm as she turned her head. "Between you and me, I don't know which, but we're wasting water, are you serious right now?!" lol.
Then it was bedtime. I went over to the living room and grabbed my stuff and said "Its 7:09 I'm off to bed, there's no shame in that" and Jim chirped "Yes there is" I said "Listen, you're new...only a light bulb can go out every night and still be bright in the morning, right Dad?" (which is something he has said to me since I was 16). Off to bed, read my book for a chapter and then up again early tomorrow.
Did I mention I love it here?
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